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I think the title says it all...
Move along, nothing to see here :yowsa: |
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New variables? :)
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*nostalgia*
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exactly :okthumb: |
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*wobble*
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Ah...memories.... :) |
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son of a....
why do I click on thses things? |
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For the mammories :)
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Its not even that I click on the thread that bothers me... Its that I continue to read the rest of the posts
and then of course come back in the hopes that someone replied to my own inane post |
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:ninja: When the revolution establishes the dictatorship of the penguitariat, you fukkers won't find this nearly so amusing. :ninja:
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It's penguiNtariat dammit... learn to spell you fucking commie :yowsa: |
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The Diction Nazi, however, is shopping online for really large automatic weapons.... ;) |
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I feel all I can say that would improve this thread is........
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I'm afraid I'm going to suck as a counterrevolutionary if you keep making me laugh like that. OK...If I make the Diction Nazi shut her anally-retentive (answering *that* age old question!) mouth up, may I wear some of that way cool cammo gear and have one of those leather shell holders that cross the...bandeleros, I just remembered what I think they're called. I'd also like a beret. AND...since I'm old...I desire to be photographed standing in front of the official revolution flag thusly garbed and holding a rifle. :) I would prefer not to rob a bank or be in a house that explodes. :( (10 Oprano points for whomever first posts the name of the revolutionary group to which I have just somewhat obliquely referred.) :) |
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Here's a fiver.... :) |
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Oh, gosh. I should know this. I really should.
OH!!! OH!!! What is the Symbanese Liberation Army? Phew ... okay, I'll take Ridiculous Revolting Revolutionaries for 200, Alex. :v: :speechles |
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25 wibbles
http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&q=wibble Results 1 - 10 of about 1,200,000 for wibble. :blink: |
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http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=wibble
1 entry found for wibble. wibble [UK, perh. originally from the first "Roger Irrelevant" strip in "VIZ" comics] 1. n.,v. Commonly used to describe chatter, content-free remarks or other essentially meaningless contributions to threads in newsgroups. "Oh, rspence is wibbling again". 2. [UK IRC] An explicit on-line no-op equivalent to humma. 3. One of the preferred metasyntactic variables in the UK, forming a series with `wobble', `wubble', and `flob' (attributed to the hilarious historical comedy "Blackadder"). 4. A pronounciation of the letters "www", as seen in URLs; i.e., www.foo.com may be pronounced "wibble dot foo dot com" (compare dub dub dub). The ancestral sense of this word is reported to have been "My brain is packing it in now. I give up. _Tilt! Tilt! Tilt!_" :blink: :blink: :blink: |
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veda kateen!
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Well, wibble me this, batman ...
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Phew... I thought we had regressed to baby talk in here for a moment... :yowsa:
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You're alliteration saved your misspelling, PD. It's actually spelled "Symbionese Liberation Army," which never really made any sense, even back in the day when nothing much made any sense. Congrats, PD! 10 points to you! :clapping: (It's split over two posts in your points list because you can't give points to the same post twice...I discovered today.) |
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Thankyouverymuch ...
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Wibblty-wobblty-woo!
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The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright-- And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night. The moon was shining sulkily, Because she thought the sun Had got no business to be there After the day was done-- "It's very rude of him," she said, "To come and spoil the fun!" The sea was wet as wet could be, The sands were dry as dry. You could not see a cloud, because No cloud was in the sky: No birds were flying overhead-- There were no birds to fly. The Walrus and the Carpenter Were walking close at hand; They wept like anything to see Such quantities of sand: "If this were only cleared away," They said, "it would be grand!" "If seven maids with seven mops Swept it for half a year. Do you suppose," the Walrus said, "That they could get it clear?" "I doubt it," said the Carpenter, And shed a bitter tear. "O Oysters, come and walk with us!" The Walrus did beseech. "A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, Along the briny beach: We cannot do with more than four, To give a hand to each." The eldest Oyster looked at him, But never a word he said: The eldest Oyster winked his eye, And shook his heavy head-- Meaning to say he did not choose To leave the oyster-bed. But four young Oysters hurried up, All eager for the treat: Their coats were brushed, their faces washed, Their shoes were clean and neat-- And this was odd, because, you know, They hadn't any feet. Four other Oysters followed them, And yet another four; And thick and fast they came at last, And more, and more, and more-- All hopping through the frothy waves, And scrambling to the shore. The Walrus and the Carpenter Walked on a mile or so, And then they rested on a rock Conveniently low: And all the little Oysters stood And waited in a row. "The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things: Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax-- Of cabbages--and kings-- And why the sea is boiling hot-- And whether pigs have wings." "But wait a bit," the Oysters cried, "Before we have our chat; For some of us are out of breath, And all of us are fat!" "No hurry!" said the Carpenter. They thanked him much for that. "A loaf of bread," the Walrus said, "Is what we chiefly need: Pepper and vinegar besides Are very good indeed-- Now if you're ready, Oysters dear, We can begin to feed." "But not on us!" the Oysters cried, Turning a little blue. "After such kindness, that would be A dismal thing to do!" "The night is fine," the Walrus said. "Do you admire the view? "It was so kind of you to come! And you are very nice!" The Carpenter said nothing but "Cut us another slice: I wish you were not quite so deaf-- I've had to ask you twice!" "It seems a shame," the Walrus said, "To play them such a trick, After we've brought them out so far, And made them trot so quick!" The Carpenter said nothing but "The butter's spread too thick!" "I weep for you," the Walrus said: "I deeply sympathize." With sobs and tears he sorted out Those of the largest size, Holding his pocket-handkerchief Before his streaming eyes. "O Oysters," said the Carpenter, "You've had a pleasant run! Shall we be trotting home again?' But answer came there none-- And this was scarcely odd, because They'd eaten every one. (Lewis Carroll) (Just remember, what the doormouse said. Feed your head, Feed your head) |
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Thank you, sarettah. :)
I'm somewhat ashamed to admit that - despite knowing the most famous line, of course - I've never read the entire thing before. It was interesting. I'm never going to view that line in quite the same way ever again. Poor damned, dumb oysters. :( |
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Could substitute penguins for oysters in alot of places there :) It's one of my favorites, used to read it to my kids when they were little. |
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Thanks sarettah. |
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